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As have all this one's Holcan. "Then you will not be disappointed, Ajaw," she adds quickly, pulling away slightly until her muzzle is a feather's distance from his, beast-woman's objections ignored. If she is disappointed her feats do not impress him more then her face does not show it.

Quietly, she wonders what these titles mean - warrior perhaps? The man - Ajaw - leads them undoubtedly. 

An olive branch is offered and she knows she must take it, for her body she thinks will not last much longer. "In time, Ajaw, as with your Holcan. Your kindness will not be forgotten." Placing a lick upon his chin, should he allow it, her head dips as her gaze falls to the redrock.

She hopes her actions carry across the sincerity she means should her words not. "I am yours to command," an afterthought, "call me what you wish." Not a name, but she is not ready to let that part of her go just yet.